Hopefully he wouldn’t be disappointed.I left my room and walked over to Mr Tanner’s house. I would have run over, but without a bra, I felt uncomf...ortable running, my breasts felt like they’d be bouncing all over the place. I felt very exposed and considered going back home. I knocked on Mr. Tanner’s door. He opened the door slowly, “Welcome Tara, I’m so glad you decided to come over again. You look beautiful. I love your shirt. I’m glad you took my direction.” He took my hand and led me into. However, then it dawned on him, could they be trusted? But they did say the breeding wouldn't be started until after she was legally his wife and that he could be with her on the wedding night. He felt more at ease. The closer his bride got to him, the prettier she looked. There was a strange countenance about her that he'd never seen before. Had they d**gged her? He was determined to try and whisper to her as soon as they were together.He was hoping the best man, the mayor's son, wouldn't. The doctor examined me, then he pored something cold and wet on my butt. he had to take a light and some sort of probe to see how many i had deep inside of me, each time he found one inside of me he would have to put the probe deeper and deeper.when he was out,, he spread me apart and sliced them off. i had to stay in that position until the bleeding stoped. he put the hemoyed on a silver tray and brought them up to me and asked me if i wanted to keep them. then he returned to the end of the. He has signs over his factory doors that ask, "Is it Perfect?" That's a hoot, isn't it?" Sounds like something you would like, Sal. Did you introduce yourself as Sal, or your usual Feeny?" Dad, you know I always forget. The guy that was one of my students even stopped the conversation to find out what my real name was. But that guy is so into calling me Doc, he'll never use Sal. I don't mind Feeny; it is my name you know. I'm always proud when someone calls or addresses me as Feeny. That's our.